Can't Express with Words
Written by: Dallas Walsh | Originally Released: May 19, 2022
Theme song: "Don't Talk Me Down" Jojo
"Thanks for treating me to a coffee," Andy tells Nicholas as they move into the coffeehouse, each looking for an additional caffeine boost since they had such a late night the previous day. Andy is still feeling rather grateful that Nicholas was able to find out where Melissa sent Clayton to run too; had they not travelled to Nashville, they never would have been to find the man who looks like Reese. Now, they have a chance to try to figure out what is going on with the lookalike.
"Of course, it is my pleasure," Nicholas looks back at him with lust in his eyes. "You know that I am doing everything in my power to make it up to you that I kept Clayton a secret. I am truly trying, Andy."
"I know you are," Andy nods back to him. "And, I thank you for that. Without you, we wouldn't have found Clayton in Nashville. Madeline and I might get the answers we need because of you."
"Does that mean that you've forgiven me? You're ready to put this all behind us and move forward together?"
Andy sighs back to him as they lock eyes together. "Let's just say that I am going to try to move past this, Nicholas. Because, at the end of the day, I do still love you. I've never stopped."
Nicholas leans in and kisses Andy on the lips. The kiss only lasts for a moment before they part ways and they smile at one another. At the window of the coffeehouse, Clayton watches the embrace and then scurries away.
Twin Peaks Executive Hotel
Madeline steps off the elevator of the hotel and moves towards the front door of Will's hotel room. She saw him earlier in the morning and he revealed to her that Eva was killed by the Rose Peddle killer; Madeline hasn't been able to stop thinking about Will since she found out since he was clearly devastated by the loss of Eva. She only hopes that he is doing okay.
She knocks on the door but doesn't hear any movement. "Will?" she calls out as she knocks again. "It's Madeline, I know you're in there. Please, open up?"
Slowly the door opens, and Madeline can see Will, who still has red around his eyes from the tears he has been shedding. "Thanks for letting me in," she says as she moves into the room and closes the door behind herself. "After I saw you at the coffeehouse, I wanted to come and see how you're doing."
Will shrugs back to her. "I have no idea," he admits to her. "I feel numb and disillusioned. I don't know what I'm going to do without Eva."
"I know that this is all still raw and new," Madeline puts her hand on his leg and squeezes it. "But you have to know that things will, eventually, get better and easier. I probably understand that better than anyone."
Will uneasily nods back to her. "Right, because of Reese."
"And, my Mom and my Dad," Madeline reminds him of the sudden deaths of Preston and Olivia Wilkins years earlier. "Part of the reason I left town all those years ago was because I literally lost my entire family here. It was too much to bare."
"How did you do it? How did you move on?"
"It takes time," Madeline looks back at him. "What helped me was putting energy into something else, so I wasn't thinking about my family all the time."
"So, I should focus on something other than Eva?" Will asks her as shakes his head. "I don't know, that seems impossible."
"I know it seems that way, but you have to try," Madeline tells him. "Wait, I have an idea. You can help me with something?"
Will tries to put a smile on his face. "Help you? With what?"
"I'm trying to figure out why this guy, Clayton Hughes, looks like Reese," Madeline explains to him. "Maybe you could help me with that?"
Will uneasily nods back to her. "I don't know how much help I will be," Will tells her. "But I do want to focus on something else, so I will help you. Just be patient with me?"
"Of course," Madeline purses her lips together. "I'm just glad we will work on something together."
Claus House; Leah & Paige's Home
"So, are you sure you're going to be okay while I'm away for the weekend with Cory?" Leah asks Paige as they stand together in the living room of the house that they live in together. Leah knows that Paige is old enough to be home alone and most of the time she is at the penthouse with Cory, but she still wants to ensure her daughter is comfortable being alone.
"I'll be fine Mom," Paige nods back to her. "You're barely here as it is. I practically live on my own anyways."
Leah uneasily chuckles back to her. "You would be okay if I moved in with Cory? Things are going well, and we are trying to have a child together."
"I mean, yea, I'd be okay with that," Paige replies to her. "If these last few months have taught me anything, it is that life is so short, and we have to live it to our fullest."
"How are you feeling about Eva's passing?"
Paige sighs back to her as she looks at her mother. "My heart goes out to Grandpa right now," Paige says as she thinks of Dominick. "I know he and Eva were having problems, but they spent so many years together, you know? I just want the police to find the killer so no one else has to lose their life."
"I hope that too baby," Leah comes up to her and hugs her. "And, if you need to talk, you know I'm here."
"I know," Paige smiles back to her Mom as she wipes a tear from her eye. "I'm actually in a good place. I had a nice date with Max last night."
"A date?" Leah gasps back to her. "Isn't it soon after you ended your engagement with Jacob?"
"It was a friendly date," Paige chuckles back to her. "We did kiss at the end, but he knows I'm not ready for anything serious. He's just nice to be around, we don't always bicker the way Jacob and I did, you know?"
"I do know," Leah nods back to her. "Just make sure you take care of yourself first, the boys second, okay?"
Paige chuckles back to her. "Okay, okay, Mom! Come on, let's finish packing for your weekend away."
"What are the odds that I would run into you while getting my take-out order?" Jacob huffs to Max as he moves up to the bar of the restaurant, where Max is sitting alone with a beer in front of him. Jacob is at the restaurant to get food for his family since they are still grieving the loss of Eva and no one is in the mood to cook. As soon as Jacob saw Max, however, he couldn't help but remember the previous night when he was snooping through Max's apartment in hopes of finding something that would prove that he is lying to Paige; Jacob still believes that Max inherited the funds that Cassie stole from Robertson Enterprises and Roboto; he just has to prove it. Once he realized that Max was heading home, Jacob left and happened to see Max kiss Paige, which made his blood boil.
"Small town," Max replies to him quickly. "By the way, I heard about your Grandma. I am sorry, man. I know far too well how it is to lose someone you love."
"Thanks," Jacob rolls his eyes back to him. "That's why I'm here, just getting some food for my family."
"Like I said, my deepest condolences," Max tells him. "I mean that Jacob, I really do."
"What is your angle?" Jacob turns to face him. "You clearly want Paige and you're making the moves on her, so why are you acting like you're my best friend?"
Max uneasily chuckles back to him. "I'm just trying to be nice."
"I see right through your act Max," Jacob informs him. "And, when I prove to Paige that you're no better than your mother, she will want nothing to do with you."
"Good luck with that Jacob," Max smirks to him. "Because, you can't prove anything because it's not true. Take care of yourself," Max tells him as he stands up and quickly walks away from the bar. He sighs heavily as he does, knowing that he has to ensure no one ever finds out that Cassie is alive and well.
"Hey, can we talk for a moment before we go to the table?" Trenyce pulls Andrew aside as they can see Chris and Cheresa waiting for them at a table in the restaurant. Trenyce is glad that Chris getting a chance to see Cheresa since he is out of jail but she wants to talk to Andrew about her unborn baby; she knows that she has to tell Chris the truth soon because it will become very obvious soon that she is pregnant.
"Of course, what's up?" Andrew asks her quickly.
"I am struggling with my pregnancy," she reveals to him before his eyes open wider in surprise. "Not in the way you think, just about telling Chris the truth. I know he's not going to be happy that I slept with another man while he was in jail."
Andrew uneasily nods back to her. "I say you just need to rip that band aid off, Trenyce. The sooner he knows, the better it will be."
"I know, it's just such an awkward conversation to bring up."
"You've never mentioned to me who the father is," Andrew tells her. "And, I don't need to know, but the identity of the man might help Chris with the news?"
Trenyce gulps heavily. "The father is dead," she tells him as they lock eyes. "Brad is the father of my baby. We slept together shortly before he was murdered."
Andrew puts his hand on her shoulder. "I'm here to support you, Trey. But I still think that the sooner you tell Chris, the better."
"I'm so glad that you were able to get out of jail early on good behavior," Cheresa tells her father as they sit next to one another at the table. Cheresa feels like she has been put through the ringer lately with the deaths of Shelley, Brad and Albertinah still haunting her; on top of it all, she learned that Brooke was the serial killer and Greg killed her in self-defense.
"I am glad I'm out too," Chris smiles back to her. "I missed you and your mother very much while I was away."
"I'm sorry that I didn't visit you more," Cheresa moves some of her hair out of her face.
"Don't apologize for that," Chris replies to her quickly. "You were living your life and, from what I hear, you've had a rough go of lately. How are you doin', really?"
Cheresa sighs back to him. "It's been hard," she nods while she gets some tears in her eyes. "So many deaths all at once, it's hard to fathom, you know?"
Chris pulls her into a hug. "I know baby girl," he whispers to her. "And, I'm sorry for your losses but I want you to know that I'm here and I'm going to protect you and give you anything that you need, okay?"
Cheresa nods as she weeps into his shoulder. "Thanks Dad," she manages to say to him.
Floor Eight; Victoria's Condo
"Hey, can I get you anything?" Donovan asks Victoria, who is laying on her sofa in the living room of her condo. He knows that his sister hasn't been feeling so well lately, to the extent that her doctor at Raven's Meadow suggested that she split again; now, that they are dealing with Eva's passing, he is concerned that Victoria may slip further into a deeper hole.
"Actually, yea you can," she leans up on the sofa and looks at her brother. "I have a splitting headache. Can you get me an aspirin from the medicine cabinet?"
"Of course," Donovan nods back to her as he leaves the room quickly.
Victoria lays back down on to the pillow on the sofa and thinks about past times with Eva; she still can't believe that her mother is dead, killed by the Rose Peddle killer. After everything her mother has done for her, Victoria has a hard time believing that she will never get to see or speak to Eva again.
"Here, I brought you two pills," Donovan tells her as he comes back into the living room and passes her the medication. He then passes her a cup of water, and Victoria quickly takes the pills. "I hope that makes you feel better?"
"I don't know," Victoria admits to him as she sets the water glass down on the coffee table. "It might take my headache away, but I don't think it will help my heartache."
"I know what you mean," Donovan grabs her hand. "It still feels like we will wake up and Mom will still be here."
"I don't know what I'm going to do without her," Victoria admits to Donovan. "She was my rock and now "
"You still have me," Donovan looks into her eyes. "I will always be here for you, Vic. Always."
Victoria leans up and hugs Donovan tightly. "We are all that we have left," she tells him as they hug one another. "Please don't leave me, Donovan."
"I promise you I am right here, now and always."
"Are you sure you're not hungry or something?" Tyler asks Natasha as they sit next to one another in the living room of the Calimo mansion. "You know you have to keep your strength up."
"Jacob went to get some take out," Natasha looks back at her lover. "I'll try to eat something then. I have to admit though, I don't have much of an appetite."
"I get that," Tyler nods back to her. "You know, I remember after Blake died, I felt like nothing else mattered. I questioned why I was still breathing, and he wasn't. I questioned why I would feel hungry when he couldn't eat anything."
"That is how I feel," Natasha gets tears in her eyes. "You always know that one day your parents are going to die but this was so sudden. It's not like Eva was sick or anything. It just seems so senseless; the fact that she was brutally murdered, I just keep thinking that she must have been so scared and in so much pain."
"I know this is easier said than done," Tyler replies to her. "But, try to remember the good times. You and Eva, you had so many years together, try to remember that, okay?"
Natasha lets a tear fall from her eye. "I'll try," she whispers back to him. "Right now, I just want the son of a bitch who did this to her to pay for what they've done. I want justice for my mother."
Dominick pours himself a scotch from the bar in his living room and immediately takes a sip of it. He looks to the fireplace mantel and sees a picture of him and Eva on their wedding day. He moves up to the picture frame and picks it up, looking at Eva, feeling his eyes swelling with water.
"You and I," he whispers to the picture. "We had our ups and downs, but I loved you, Eva. Why did you have to go and die on me? Why did you have to leave me?"
He takes another sip of his scotch and then puts the picture frame back. He moves back to the bar and pours another drink.
"I will find out who this damn Rose Peddle killer is," he whispers to himself. "And I will make them pay for what they've done. Your death will not go unpunished!"
He freezes when he hears his doorbell ring. He sighs knowing that he doesn't want to see or talk to anyone right now. He slowly moves to the door and opens it.
"Felicia," he says as he looks at his ex-wife, who is standing at the door. "What are you doing here?"
"I heard about Eva," Felicia looks back at him, trying to keep her shaking hand under control. She also knows that she has been seeing things lately that she can't explain; she is just trying to keep it together for Dominick's sake. "I couldn't stay away, Dominick. How are you?"
"How do you think I am? My wife was murdered last night."
"Can I do anything? I can help?"
Dominick looks back at her quickly. "You can leave me the hell alone," Dominick spits back to her. "I need to be alone, Felicia. Go home and take care of yourself."
Before Felicia can respond, the front door his slammed closed. Felicia gasps and feels her eyes swell with water, as Dominick hasn't spoken to her like that in many, many years. She realizes that her hand is shaking heavily. Suddenly, she looks forward and she sees Eva standing in the yard in front of her. She shakes her head and then realizes that Eva is not there at all.
"Damn it," Felicia cries to herself as she looks around the yard, to see if Eva is still there, but of course, she's not. "What the hell is wrong with me?"
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